Outside our small safe place flies Mystery... A snake beneath the forest floor, a whisper: Melusine
Survey Time: A Kind of New/Old Self Interview
I found this survey at saikotikgunman which he got via loveandlust and so I must follow the bandwagon and revive a little Mindsay guilty pleasure by filling it out. Yay! I may even go as far as posting it at my Wordpress blog. I may just go crazy like that.
Someone offers you a chance at immortality. Do you take it, and why or why not?
I'm not sure. Immortality would be great in hindsight. I would love to look back on history and marvel at the many people, cultures, customs, fashions, etc., I've encountered and seen, but then I'd bore the hell out of people telling so many stories. Like that old fart who can't stop talking about herself. Oh. Wait. I'm already like that. I'd best give myself an expiration date, just to give myself a rest and the chances for reincarnation.
If you had to spend your life with just one person, who would it be?
Just one person? My cat. Already done.
If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?
Easy. No more suffering, or pain.
Do you have any regrets?
Not any more. With age I've realized we have no control over the past, so why regret anything? It's a waste of energy. When we regret we wound ourselves for being human. Even more, we attack who we once were. If we continue to do that, we break ourselves down and let shame take the place of our confidence.
Is someone telling you how to live your life, or are you an independent person?
There's always someone or another trying to tell me how to live, but I still make my own decisions. Making my own decisions when it comes to living my life, if that is the definition of independence, then, yes, I'm independent. I just wish people would shut-up and stop throwing judgments at me in what they think is a form of "helping" me -- that only helps me not listen to them. I accept suggestions, but it doesn't mean I'll act on them. In a better sense, I have freedom, perhaps more freedom to be myself than most people do. It takes no regretting and confidence. Maybe that's moxie? Gumption? Yes. Determination. But I admit I need more motivation.
I'm determined to be lazy too often.
If you were to fall into an eternal sleep, do you think anyone would miss you?
Yes. But I'm afraid some family members would have me declared legally dead in order to collect the life insurance needed to cover the costs of taking care of my junk.
Do you miss anyone right now?
I'm always missing someone. Loves lost to death and break-ups. Especially Mr. Snuggles. No other cat like him. I have a new kitty now, Miss Velvet Rose, who is a bright spark in my life and can't be replaced, just like him. Yet I still go to bed every night with a tear in my eye because he was the only one who held me all night long.
If you could get away with anything, what would you do?
Win a constant stream of money and jewels. Of course I'd share, give to charity, all that.
What are you like when you’re by yourself?
Just as chatty as when I'm with people. Oh, yes. I talk to myself. A habit I picked up when I worked for years as a library clerk, then later as a night clerk at a 24 hour gas station. You talk to yourself to keep yourself awake and keep yourself from freaking out when things grew all too quiet, like ghostly quiet when you have to spend too much time in empty, darkened halls and there-might-be-a-serial-killer-stalking-me-while-I'm-all-alone- without-a-weapon nights.
Now I talk to myself just because I'm bored! Oh. And because I have to practice telling stories I want to tell other people when next invited to a gathering, too.
How far would you go to keep the one you love?
Back down and stay away for the rest of their lives when they no longer love me. Letting them go, even though it'll hurt me forever, means letting them be happy. I'd rather let someone I love be happy than manipulate them into doing my every selfish bidding. That's not what love is all about.
What would you change about yourself?
If you knew one of your loved ones/best friends had only one day left to live, how would you spend that last day with them?
Done this too many times. I'd do whatever they needed to do. Just being there is the best thing. I'd follow their lead, no matter what. Thinking about that makes me want to cry -- next question!
If you could make anyone do anything, what would you make them do?
Be for real. Be true. Just be yourself. Stop pretending to be anyone or anything you're not. You're the world to me. The End. Period.
Wish I would've said that and been told that more often. Often I think that too long after they are gone.
If you had one wish that would come true and could not be reversed, what would you ask for?
Prevent the illness and death of friends and family. Better yet, come up with miracle cures to heal them.
What is a word/phrase that you dread to hear?
"I've given up on you"
What would someone have to do to get in your pants?
Help me strip them off quick when there's a tick crawling inside! Tick check me, please. Those icky buggers really freak me out that much, I don't care who sees me without my pants on!
What’s one thing you can’t live without?
No whispers - whisper to the leaves
Almost ten years...
I recently had a conversation with Mindsay pals and realized we've been friends now since 2004, all of us introduced to each other via Mindsay.
I started blogging here back in December 2004.
It makes me want to come back here just to write at least once a month as a homage to this old blogging place. Or to just get over past disappointments and lost associations, reconcile with never-meant-to-break-with-old-kinships and just talk some walks down memory lane. I recently had a computer crash, lost so much data it felt like a death upon a death because I lost years of photos and graphics I thought I had back-uped. The most precious photos were of my beloved Mr. Snuggles who died August 30, 2013.
I am cat mother now to a baby girl named Miss Velvet Rose the Lady Monster -- a feisty little minx of a kitty I rescued from a no-kill shelter whom I was warned was "unadoptable" because she had attacked other cats, couldn't get along with kids, and refused to be picked up. Well, all that kitten needed was a stable home and a person to call her own. Her one year birthday was March 27 and she's fit into my life just fine. She's an "almost black cat" but once you look closely at her, you'll see that her fur is ticked with red sable and rich chocolate brown color with a silvery sheen. Miss Velvet is very unique, very smart, and likes to climb curtains and tapestries!
I miss Mindsay. Being here... writing here was different. It was more personal, private. I could tell and share secrets here and not worry too much about it. My other blogs are far too public.
It's good to know any of us can come back here and let our hair down! Love ya all.
I'm Here for just a Peek
Thought I'd give a shout out to old friends and remind some people they are loved.
Thank you for the memories, sillies.
Love you, too.
It's been Forever and a Day, hasn't it?
Well... it's been forever and a day since I've been on Mindsay, haven't I, eh? But today I felt the urge to get on board, walk the halls, have a look around, and appreciate the old place all over again. I'm glad it's still here to visit, that my old blog themes are still up and running, patterns and memories, outdated rants and photographs I posted that I needed to discover again are all here. Phew! Thank you, Mindsay, because I forgot to save some of those to my hard drive.
I have a lot on my plate right now. But there is a website I wanted to share with you. Remember how I was ADDICTED to creating blog themes and backgrounds? I always wished that there was a social network centered around designing such stuff. Guess what? THERE IS! And you don't even have to know CSS or HTML to make them. Visit: http://www.colourlovers.com/
My profile is: http://www.colourlovers.com/lover/ValentinaWeena
I've never been part of a site where I've immediately gained such a large and welcoming following. I average over 200 messages a day (a warning to those of you who are artists who choose email alerts, you might want to select that option off when signing up) and my Twitter following tripled. It's nice to feel popular for a change.
Yet, what's better is being paid for my artwork. I am no longer making art just for myself anymore! There's no better feeling than fulfilling a purpose like that. However, not everything is perfect, of course. Life is life. I'm not perfect, either. But life is better.
How have you been?
I'm elsewhere, but not gone
Hello, Mindsay friends! You haven't lost me and I'm not really gone. Can you believe someone actually thought I left Mindsay because they thought I was rejected by friends here? Ridiculous! Only reason why I went away was to expand my horizons, gain a new audience, and to seek publication. It's been paying off. I've been making contacts in the right places and that feels great.
Here's where you can find me nowadays:
Valentina's Reflections: The Art, Memoirs, & Ruminations of a Solitary Witch
Reach me at Twitter:
I'm still up to the same things I've always been up to, not much has changed. Feel free to visit me and I'll be sure to drop you a line or two here at Mindsay. See ya!
No whispers - whisper to the leaves
...article on Dream Magick I wrote circa 1994-95
...Big Mama Goth!
...blog home now: Valentina the Witch at Wordpress! Yay!
...Blog of Shadows: Moonserpent's Reflections, my personal Witchcraft site
...Me at Myspace
...my Gossamer story (a very old site of mine)
...Rogue Priest! My friend, Drew Jacob
...Valentina official website circa 2002
An tInneal Mallachtaí: The Irish Curse Engine
Crowley-Thoth Online Reading
Firefly at Sci-Fi.com
Free Tarot, Runes, Numerology
Horror Movie a Day blog
Information Society -- new!
james st james' blog
Margaret Cho's blog
Nathan Fillion's MySpace Page
NUworld: Gary Numan's official site
REPO! the Genetic Opera